God must laugh...

It is a freaky small world my friends. (In a good way in this case :)

My mom was married yesterday, and so I have a new step dad and step family. They are originally from Florida and Minnesota, great people, and this weekend was a great whirlwind merger of families and wedding feasts. It struck me as I was flying over that I would have a step sister and a step brother, it seemed odd to me yet very appealing. I don't have a natural sister, so this seemed promising. I had nooooo idea.

So Megan is my step sister, my age and we have similar interests. We both love to travel, we love culture, and we both studied abroad in college...in the same country- Holland......in the same city- Utrecht..... at the same time- spring semester 2001.... in the same international program at Universitat Utrecht.. had the same professors- Dutch Culture class.... went to the same pubs- Mick O'Connells...... AND she said she knew people from my university (OU).... then named my best guy friend/ex-boyfriend's name......they went as a group to Paris together!....and it all starts coming back.....I REMEMBER HER from 5 years ago, in another country....and had NO idea then that her dad would one day marry my mom! WILD.

God must laugh....He knew already. Needless to say it was a confounding discovery for us.

I like the rest of my "new" family is well, it just didn't strike so unusual. My step dad is an amazing and very kind man, my step brother is brilliant, my step aunt is friendly and my step grandparents are very sweet.....

So Congrats to my Mom and Jeff! (they are so happy!) And to God for constructing this amazing match!

.....its a small world afterall.....

Grosse Point Blank Tulsa Style

Well, I got an invitiation to my 10th High School reunion in the mail. Part of me thinks, "wow...am I that "old" then?", and another started thinking of the 80's/90's movies I've seen that have High School Reunions in them and wondered if it would be a good idea to go or not. It ends up that I will be in my home town of Tulsa, OK the weekend before the Reunion, so I will miss it. Although I would have liked to see some people I haven't talked with in well, 10 years, I have held on to the handful that remain my cherished ones.

Thinking about seeing people I haven't seen in awhile made me think of how I honestly would want to impress them...or at least made me see how I would want to be able to feel good about myself and my story of the last 10 years. Silly huh, that I would want the good opinion of people who might not recognize or remember me. I realize that desire to have accomplished something great, that need to have had some worthwhile impact, position, skill or wisdom. I think I already had my quarter-life crisis and God helped me out getting a better perspective.

God is gentle in showing me its not how the world views me, nor their opinion or even my own that counts, but how He sees me. It's amazing...or rather He is amazing. Some thoughts.